Our poor fishees did survive.  I heard the water being turned on about 8 this morning and I figured it was the Water's Edge guy with the new pump for the pond.  I was right and he had it already installed when I went outside to check.  This morning before Sheila went to work she looked out and saw the fishees swimming near the surface gulping for air.  We were told that's what they do when the air gets thin in the water.  So she sprayed water into the pond for a few minutes and it seemed to help.  After she left I did the same for longer because it had been since Tuesday that the pump blew up and died.  But now the system is up and running normally and they have to be happy, sterile, but happy.  We have been thinking a lot today about Colton.  I guess we called Shelli about 5 times.  Seems like that adventure is continuing with good things and some frustration.  By now the whole world has had a chance to view the video.  It seems to have brought dozens to tears watching the poor kid being tortured.  As for me, I am anxious to be able to communicate with the little guy.  I mean talk with him and know that he knows who I am.  Seems like this thing has caused Shelli and Phil to take on a new role where they can help others going through similar experiences.  This life sure brings lots of stuff to us that we do not expect.